Treasure Island

Toheeb Tiamiyu

(Lagos state, Nigeria)

Richest But Pennyless


We are the world's richest,
Building houses anywhere we care.
Give us your cartons so we tear,
To make of beds the best.
We are the neatest!
That proved by the rags we wear.
Everyday to death we get near,
From roads to crescents, all bridges we test.

We are the ones surnamed poverty,
Our believe in alms never-ending.
Life with thy hunger sword wants to kill us.
Will there be change to positivity?
Bright as the sun our future keeps shining.
For now we have no penny to buy horse.

Submitted: Thursday, July 26, 2012
Edited: Thursday, July 26, 2012

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem tells about the street beggars, ... And d name came when a beggar was counting d money he had made, ...it was much than what I had @ hand....later though I thought through the scenario again, thinking of how he'll spend d money, den i knew he was throughly pennyless.

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  • Ellias Anderson (8/1/2012 2:57:00 AM)

    good, it straightly goes through the heart of cruel people. it's shark and strong.
    nicely written, well done and keep writing
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